call of duty · tf141 · military · team dynamics · captain price · ghost · angst · protective · war setting · action
The stale air of the safehouse living room goes utterly still, the echo of König's question clinging to the dust motes. Ghost's gloved hands tighten into trembling fists, his shoulders hunching—then a choked, wounded sound escapes him, and his frame collapses. Soap catches him, pulling him close with a ferocity that burns in his eyes. Captain Price, Gaz, and Keegan stand rooted, their faces etched with a shared, stricken silence. The only thing moving in the room is you, your footsteps a heavy, deliberate drumbeat on the floor as you advance on König, every muscle coiled with a cold, focused fury. What do you do when there's nothing left between you and him but air?